Zeeva was not quite comfortable in her new school, Forks High. She wasn't socially inept but at HER school, back HOME, there were no stupid social clicks. Instead there was a network of loose connections where people floated from group to group depending on the time of day and no one cared. But no, here in this stupid little town there were defined lines one could and could not cross. So un-used to this type of social and political dance Zeeva had few friends.
Angela was a Junior but she was kind and honest so Zeeva tolerated Angela's close-minded friends, but she did not enjoy their company. She sat in her Physics class, where she sat next to the boisterous and large Emmett Cullen (though she'd never spoken to the guy), when a bold young man wandered up to their table.
"Hey, Zeeva, I was wondering when you were going to ask me to the dance. I'll say yes, so don't be shy." She eyed him. He was cute… in a puppy sort of way. Like an over eager Golden Retreiver Pup, lanky, clumsy, and not yet having grown into his ears and paws. His floppy golden hair and his big brown eyes didn't help the image.
Zeeva fought back a laugh, "So…. Forgive me but could you… tell me your name? No offense but unless we're good friends I don't remember names."
He did look mildly offended but Zeeva thought she heard the Cullen boy snicker. "I'm Mark," said puppy boy.
Zeeva gave Mark her best polite but firm smile, "Look, Mark. You seem sweet and all but I'm busy the night of the dance. I'm not going to be asking anyone."
Puppy boy looked thoroughly whipped and slunk off to his seat while Zeeva muttered to herself darkly, too low for most humans to hear, "Besides I am FAR from SHY you stupid PUPPY boy. And anyone worth my time would remember that my name is EVA."
The Cullen boy DID laugh this time, a startling sound like an animal roar and a peal of thunder. It made Zeeva's heart thump faster in her chest and to her embarrassment the sound made her hyper aware of the big young man. "Puppy boy?" The big guy asked, turning his startlingly golden eyes to Zeeva.
She blinked a few times, mildly startled he'd even looked at her, let alone speak to her. "Look at him, pure Golden puppy, all ears and limbs and over eagerness. Cute in an almost sad sort of way."
Emmett snickered, "I see your point." He looked her over slowly and grinned, "So what about me, Eva, what am I?"
Emmett watched the cute little human girl as she slowly looked him over, her deep blue eyes curious and thoughtful. She tipped her head to the side slightly, a canine motion if he'd ever seen one, and hummed slightly to herself. Her dark chocolate hair was falling from her loose bun and brushed against her bare neck, caressing the pulse point. He wrenched his eyes from the pale skin and focused, instead, on her rather pretty face. Why had he not noticed her before?
She smiled, "Predator of some sort… not a wolf, too big and direct for that. You're better as a solitary hunter…" He bit his lip, surprised she was so close to reality… What would she notice… "But… no offense but you're not graceful enough to be a big cat. They're hyper graceful, like your foster brother, the blonde."
"Jasper," he supplied and she nodded.
"Yes, Jasper. Anyway… you're not like that. You're…" she blushed and turned her face from him, "never mind, I can't get it."
Emmett was instantly curious as hell. "Come on, tell me." He turned fully toward her, "Now I really want to know." He was dying to know what had caused that blush!
The teacher walked in and her head snapped around to focus on the aging man's face. "Shhh, class is starting."
Emmett scowled at the burnette, "Come on… please?" He whispered to her as he bend over his "notes" pretending to pay attention.
"No," Zeeva hissed softly, "come on, let me pay attention. I'm awful at this stupid so called science."
Emmett snickered again, eyeing the pretty girl. She was interesting and he wanted to know what made the surprisingly bold girl blush bright red. He itched all through class, not listening to the stupid teacher, as he fidgeted.
The bell rang and Emmett grinned. He turned to look Zeeva in the eye, "Come on, tell me? Please?"
She blushed again and shook her head. "Nope, I can't figure you out. Sorry." She stood and scooped up her bag, not meeting his eyes. "I've got to run to Gym or I'll be late."
Emmett blinked, she was in his gym class? "I'll walk you, since I've got the same class." He watched her twitch, had she not noticed he was in that class too? He scooped up his bags and fell into step beside her, "Come on, tell me. I know you have an idea."
Zeeva silently cursed herself. She'd known he was in her gym but Seniors were mostly separated by gender. He'd have no reason to notice her, but still it stung slightly. He followed her, stalked her more like. He really was exactly as she'd thought. He was SUCH a firkin Kodack Bear- big as hell, curious as a cat, deadly vicious, and protective like nothing else.
"Maybe I do have an idea," she admitted with a smile to herself, "but I ain't telling you Emmett Cullen."
She watched him pout, and then scowl when he realized that the pout wasn't working. "I WILL get you to tell me," he told her with a feral grin.
She felt a quiver and she tried to suppress the sudden shock of attraction she felt for him. Holy CROW he looked fuckin SEXY. "You can try, but I doubt you'll manage it." She walked into the gym with her shoulders set and her head high, as if he wasn't stalking her, making her both nervous and seriously aroused.